sad nosh

Sad nosh. Uninspired hunger. Cyclical despair. Stultified stillness. Desperate isolation – PLEASE do not disturb! Just go away! Thrashing, kicking, screaming silence. Jumping from hot sizzling oil into seething heaving bog. Deprivation and excess in twisted pas de deux. Scraping with broken coin. Tunnelling for salvation. Down, down, down.

How low can you go? Is there a bottom anywhere?

 

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